Meng Jing didn't know how to reply, seeing his father-in-law in front of him.
It is impossible to tell the other party that you are the outside world traveling into your daughter's dream.
He will definitely treat himself as a lunatic, and if things go wrong, he might even be slapped with a slap in the face.
At this time.
"You came from the outside world to save my daughter, right?"
The middle-aged man held the hand of the little girl beside him, looked at Meng Jing coldly, and asked.
"???" Meng Jing.
Meng Jing was also stunned for a moment.
Go to bed? What's going on?
His father-in-law already knew that he was coming?
Seeing Meng Jing's confused expression, the middle-aged man showed his classic expression, the kind of smile that was superficial but not smiling.
Hehehe, he also shook his head helplessly.
"It looks like my guess was good."
"Although I don't know why you, a silly boy, came to save my daughter."
Silly boy?
I came to save your daughter with good intentions, but I turned out to be a stupid boy?
Co-authored The Clown Is Myself?
Then I leave?
The middle-aged man paused and continued: "Since you have come to this ice realm, then accept the challenge of this ice realm!"
The realm of ice?
After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Meng Jing noticed that the environment around him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Meng Jing was speechless.
How much the environment has changed!
The world was originally covered in snow, but at this moment, thick ice walls appeared for no reason.
This thick ice wall enveloped the three of them, forming a world like an arena.
"Silly boy, don't say I bullied you."
"I will only temporarily suppress my own strength to a level higher than yours."
The middle-aged man let go of his little hand and glanced at the little girl next to him.
The little girl, like a puppet, obediently stepped aside.
Meng Jing, on the other hand, could not hold back his inner complaints.
Isn't that what you call bullying me?
The strength of this cultivation realm can be suppressed by a realm higher than him.
It’s hard for me to stand it now, right?
What's more, he had been injured long before this.
If it were before, he would have pure spiritual energy and be able to recover quickly.
But now, he has nothing!
"Then ask for advice!"
Meng Jing clasped his fists.
The middle-aged man sneered and burst out.
Although he suppressed the middle-aged man and suppressed his own cultivation level, the speed of this explosion was still terrifying.
Meng Jing did not dare to stay where he was. He did not dare to ensure that his current father-in-law would kill him.
The two of them moved and collided back and forth in the thick ice wall.
Boom boom boom!
There were bursts of bursting explosions.
The thick ice walls that stood there suddenly cracked open due to the attacks of the two men.
"Silly boy, you have some abilities!"
The middle-aged man stayed on the ground, looked at the young man not far away, and smiled.
"Then come again!"
Meng Jinglue made a provocation.
Nowadays, he is a little weak in physical strength.
A long battle is obviously impossible for him.
Moreover, the longer it takes, the worse it will be for him.
He clenched his fists, and his fists clenched.
After feeling that the whole palm of his hand felt much more comfortable, Meng Jing clenched his hand tightly into a fist again.
The next moment, his toes suddenly stepped out, turning into afterimages and remaining on the ground.
Looking at Meng Jing who was sprinting towards him, an elusive smile appeared on the middle-aged man's plain face.
Then, he also sprinted out.
As the two approached each other, the middle-aged man took the lead and struck with a sweeping leg attack.
Looking at the powerful attack, Meng Jing did not hesitate at all and raised his arms to block it in front of him.
Click!
A crisp sound of bone cracking suddenly sounded in the arena.
Then, Meng Jing stayed on the ground.
Suddenly, the entire person's figure was shot backwards.
After retreating for tens of meters and finally hitting an ice wall, it reluctantly stopped.
On the ground, there were already traces of sliding several meters away.
Meng Jing glanced at his forearm with a wry smile. His forearm was red.
If nothing else, it should be broken.
"Silly boy, your arm is already useless, but you still plan to hold on?"
The middle-aged man spoke coldly, his eyes always watching the changes in the other person's expression.
After the middle-aged man spoke, Meng Jing's expression remained unchanged.
He just took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a while, and then suddenly opened them again in less than ten seconds.
"Come again!"
"Okay, silly boy, you are brave enough!"
The middle-aged man then praised him.
Then, the figure disappeared on the ground again, and several illusory figures flickered faintly in the air.
"It's actually a low-grade Xuan-level technique!"
After seeing the level of skills displayed by the middle-aged man, Meng Jing couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Isn’t this called bullying?
This Xuan-level skill has been used, and it's still a fool's errand.
It's a pity that he doesn't even have a usable technique now, so it's really difficult to deal with him.
But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his heart.
"Young man from the Meng family, find an opportunity to punch him on the lower side of the abdomen. You will win this game."
Meng Jing was also stunned when he heard the sound.
"Good guy, father-in-law, you are telling me your weakness and asking me to beat you!"
Soon, there was a sound of disgust.
"Go, go, you Meng boy."
"If you go out and tell this story, I will kill you, believe it or not!"
"Do not believe!"
"Hey, you kid!"
"Be careful, Meng boy!"
Suddenly, in the field of vision, a figure appeared out of thin air.
That voice reminded me.
Then, only Meng Jing with a calm face was seen. Instead of showing a frightened expression, he slowly smiled.
The next moment, he suddenly hit the abdomen of the figure that appeared.
Punch out.
Along with the air, a dull roar also erupted.
boom!
A look of horror appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
He lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the fist that had hit his abdomen, and cried out in surprise.
"Silly boy, you actually already know my weaknesses."
Then, his face turned pale, and he forced a smile.
"Let me guess, was it me who told you this secret?"
Looking at the middle-aged man who had guessed the truth, Meng Jing could only nod slightly.
Then, the middle-aged man showed a wry smile.
"It seems that I need to tell you."
